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Virgin. Whore. Mother. Queen: The Whore.

It was the evening before Flora's wedding and she had been cloistered for six days. She was the one who insisted she follow the traditions of her mother: no one would see her until the day of her wedding and then, only shrouded until her husband came to her in the wedding chamber. It meant she didn't need to meet the Veilanders when they came nor respond to Prince Julian's magnetism until he...Read On

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The Woman With An Invisible Chain

Freedom … If only it was true...

Maria’s officemates planned a long holiday weekend going for upland hiking up north, where the native tribes of the Cordillera, collectively known as the Igorots, still lived. They expected to see the magnificent sea of clouds that were rumored to be witnessed at the top of the mountain as the sun rises. The crystal cave, celebrated for stalactites and stalagmites, could also be...Read On

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Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Conclusion

Fiona suspects her affair with Mr. Weston is no longer a secret.

I could live on this feeling forever. In the moon gilded, firefly sparked interval between the idyllic hideaway of Mr. Weston's home and the return to real life, I slid in a barefoot promenade across the newly mowed nap of his front yard. The dewy bouquet of suburban lawn infused the humid air and overwhelmed the vervaine trace of his good night kiss on my cheek, his fourth one. Four weeks....Read On

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Nights To Remember

I escaped my fucked-up life into late-night erotic fantasies for years as waves crashed onto the sand beneath my balcony. I frequented my favorite site and started writing stories after becoming enamored with an author. Her stories had dirty, rough stuff I loved but also sensual and tender in a way I tried to emulate but couldn't master. I fantasized she spent hours getting aroused reading...Read On

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The Grimoire - My Inheritance

Never judge a book by its cover.

Sitting at an antique mahogany table alongside my three loathsome cousins I felt an immense sadness. My uncle, Darcy had passed away, and we were here at the request of his attorney to listen to the provisions of his last will. My cousins, the sons of Darcy’s sister, Priscilla, commonly referred to as Priscilla the prude, sat there with a gleam of anticipation in their beady eyes. Darcy...Read On

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Paris Palimpsest

Masterpieces fade away, quick as free ink flows

All tales of her innocence are lies. I swear and always will, that all of it was her fault! Hers, and her idiot father's. Truly, he was the fool who left her too long alone, with too many books. It was too much to bear for the fragile sense of a proper demoiselle. The poor thing started to believe in all this modern foolishness about new morals, education and progress... She filled her...Read On

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Pot Head

Nobody's supposed to be home, but three of his sister's friends are in the hot tub, naked and toking

Rob rolled up to his parents’ house and pushed his mountain bike into the shadows by the porch.  With his younger sister soon to turn eighteen and heading off to college in the fall, his parents were milking her remaining time at home for all it was worth.  This week, it was a ski trip to Colorado. He was going to take advantage of every moment he could. Unfortunately, his weird work...Read On

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Balls Head

Can you recapture the past?

Balls Head Reserve, as always, made me think rude thoughts. Not because of the name – it's a headland, named after a Lieutenant Ball, who captained one of the ships in the First Fleet. And not even rude thoughts about whoever had decided some place names shouldn't get an apostrophe. Rude thoughts based on memories. This had been our place – Skye's and mine – over twenty years earlier. We...Read On

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Delete, Rewrite

Lucy opened the paperback a little wider and tilted it towards the light, but she read only one paragraph before dropping the book into her lap. Sighing, she rubbed her eyes. "I shouldn't be reading," she muttered. "I have to work." Placing the book on her desk, she looked at the laptop in front of her; lid open, screensaver patterns zig-zagging across its face. She jiggled her finger on...Read On

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Applied Literature

books will set you free

Tiffany Myles. Pop Star. Her fame based more on clever marketing of her saccharine image than on her actual talent. I had been assigned to write her autobiography. She was twenty-three. I had contemplated telling my publisher to jam it but after my latest Vegas adventure, I needed the money. Twenty-three. For fuck’s sake. At thirty-four I had minimal tolerance for pop tarts or their...Read On

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Books and Glasses

The woman had always loved that old late night show. You know, the one where you’re not sure if it really happened and, if it did, what did it mean.? With all the horrible recent globe shattering calamities it was hard for her to remember a lot of things. She was quite sure it was hosted by a tall skinny man with glasses and definitely broadcast in black and white. Not that it mattered....Read On

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Poem #437

everybody is driving home from work maybe one of them is that quiet girl who doesn't really fit inside her skin glasses that hide obsidian eyes she has faith in love stories but no faith in love everything that happens in the world always happens to somebody else no one told her she's pretty today or that her eyes are like dark jewels some drunk angel lost in the alley behind...Read On

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Shard 451.2: Candide

The best of all possible worlds.

They had planned the entire scenario with care. She’d dress in that borderline classy/slutty way she deployed when she was bluntly trying to seduce him. Tonight she wore that short black sleeveless dress he loved, along with black stockings, the sight of which she could control with the slightest adjustment of her leg, allowing a flash of the skin above the stockings with seemingly no...Read On

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I’ve Got The Trains To Keep Me Company

A young woman discovers that her Grandma was a naughty girl in her day.

The most depressing thing about my grandmother’s death was that she had outlived all of her children and three of her grandchildren. I guess that’s the price you pay for living to one hundred and eight. My mother was a very late-in-life baby. She was born when grandma was forty-four. She said it was hard growing up because grandpa – her dad – had died in a farm accident just before she was...Read On

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Butterfly Beach XII: Discoveries or Must the Stars be Ever Out of Reach?

Strangely, Prel’s reluctance rekindled the spirit of motivation in me. I’d become complacent, losing myself in the haze of sexual desire and that of the potent berries that were so easily obtainable.  The Kintinku provided me with a challenge – not only that of learning to communicate with the cat-man, but to seduce him as well.  At first it was difficult.  I had, in a true sense,...Read On

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Please

Words sometimes escape me. All I can say is "Please"

In my slumber I feel you,  As your hands roam my warmth.  I didn't hear you get home, I was too lost in dreams of you. Your touch gets my attention.  My body innately reacts to you. You know my entire body  Intimately and unapologetically. There is a treasure map which Apparently only you posses. A map to the most hidden Of my erogenous zones. The map exists only Within your mind.  Over...Read On

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Quite Neighborly

Wendy's neighbors have a secret that is about to expand her horizons

The wind gusted as Wendy climbed out of her car.  She closed her eyes against the strands of auburn hair trying to fly into them, and then smoothed back the tresses when the wind abated.  All the work she’d done this morning had been destroyed in a few seconds, but she wasn’t troubled.  She was returning home without dread, which was still a novel enough experience for her to ignore the...Read On

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Layla

Layla learns to pay attention in class...

The wiltering shades of russet and brown leaves gently swayed their way to the ground as the moist, cool autumnal air crept through the bustling crowd of students. Lost in the noise of their summer stories hordes of teenagers were eager to exaggerate their adventures to their friends. While others chose to drown out the existence of their pathetic peers, turning up their isolated music...Read On

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Pretty Shiny 2:Home

Despite the lack of vision, the floors below had felt familiar and, in a strange sense, even comfortable. The journey to the uppermost floor, however, proved unsettling, despite her willingness to undertake it. Accompanied by a quartet she knew nothing about, with obvious designs upon her body, for the first time she wondered at the wisdom of her choice.  Green tag girl gets in over her head...Read On

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Shard 903.2: Symmetry

“Just think of me as your housewarming gift,” she said.

He fucked her from behind on their brand new bed, the two of them watching their reflection in the large bathroom mirror facing the bed. His head hung above the curve of her body like the moon over a landscape, his lips bent in a snarl, his nostrils flared. Slitted eyes peeked from under her mass of disheveled hair and her trembling arms gripped the end of the bed. Her ass lifted to meet...Read On

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A Jessie McClintock Story - SUCCUBUS

A strip club owner needs Jessie's help dealing with a sexy problem taking over his business

“So ya gonna take the job or not?” Jessie looked coolly at the man sitting across from her.  She didn’t like him.  Not his silk shirt, not his slicked back hair, not his fake tan.  Gino the strip club owner.  He was a walking stereotype.  Her thoughts drifted mournfully to the Glade plug in working overtime in her office to combat this douchebag’s aggressive use of Axe body spray.  Then...Read On

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Twin Tower Lovers

Although they were casualties of circumstance, their love will live forever…

With the song queued that Brian May was born to write, it being the one that both he and Freddie Mercury were born to sing, we embraced. His words, their haunting voices, and the harmonic sound of the choir and orchestra asked the question, Who wants to live forever? We met here. We worked together and then fell in love. Tragically, we could never leave. ≈ We first met in the...Read On

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Wank Harder

A teenage daughter's friend helps out during the morning shower routine

' Thank fuck I chose black sweat pants ,' I thought, as I walked into the kitchen.  My daughter’s best friend Gabriella was at the breakfast bar, perched on the edge of the stool, and nibbling on a freshly toasted bagel. Her thick mane of dark hair was pinned, perfectly on the top of her head. The rich dark waves contrasted against her pure white maxi dress, which was draped over her...Read On

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The Train Ride

Rattling and rolling, billowing steam and smoke, the train shuddered, wheels screeching, and I braced myself in a corner of the carriage as it came to a noisy, jolting halt. I tugged the hem of my pleated skirt below my knees and looked anxiously at the door. This was the only stop before my destination, a little over two hours away, and I prayed that I’d have the carriage to myself. In...Read On

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Window of Opportunity

I shouldn't watch her, but will the reward outweigh the danger?

I didn't mean to stop and watch, but simply couldn't resist her lithe silhouette framed in the saffron rectangle of light that clicked on ahead of me. Like a glowing beacon in the cold evening gloom, the warmth of the bedroom spilled into the residential street, moments before her mesmerising beauty paused within it. With curves that would inspire a Formula One track designer, I had...Read On

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Summer Sucks

A southern California MILF keeps the landscaper busy... indoors.

Phil was one lucky son of a bitch. They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and Evelyn Summer was a woman who took her sunshine very seriously. She would have quite happily murdered the local Channel Twelve weatherman should his prediction of a heat wave not have come to fruition. Fortunately for him, however, he had been spared the wrath of a woman who had just booked two weeks...Read On

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Is That Okay?

Sometimes we just need to walk away...

No longer dream but silently scream Wake sweaty, sad, and unclean  Did you hear me?   Were you even listening? Kept me at bay so I left you today Impatient, hurt, and astray  Do you miss me?   Are you aware I’m gone? Appears to be true I meant less to you Sinful words, song, and our view  Was it just me?   Am I the fool again? Don’t know why there was no try So I walked away...Read On

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Everything's Fine

Our lives run Like a movie on repeat Reels whirring Days blurring Into one another It’s all the same The same ideas The same sick fears I cling to everyday things The weight of his arm On my shoulder Until it's gone And everything's calm But everything's colder Just another suffocating day A box office bomb Delivered without aplomb I don’t remember the premiere All I know is the grey...Read On

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Inveigle

To entice, lure or ensnare by artful talk or inducements

My heart cries out, tears trickling down my cheeks, And looking through the weeping window pane, I whimper, furtive tears flowing unsought, But there is no sign, for I have lost you, And my soul splinters in shards of anguish.   You inveigled me into surrender, And captivated by your love, I fell, Enraptured by your hypnotic presence, Caught in a net of yearning for your touch,...Read On

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Cafe in the Rain

Pushing the coffee cup away, she rests her head on his shoulder. Her eyes close, shutting out the bustle of the busy café as she snuggles against him with a contented sigh. Her eyelids flutter as she's jolted by his arm, sliding around her back, drawing her close. They open fully when he kisses her forehead. Smiling, she tilts her face, looks up at him and gazes into his eyes. She stretches...Read On